"Silly, you can ask whatever you want."
Xi Yemo gently flicked her cute nose, his voice full of affection.
"Really? You can't lie to me."
"Except my name."
Xi Yemo smirked.
"Big liar." Lan Xin Ai grumbled and turned her back to him huffily, seemingly she was acting like a sulky lover.
"I'm not a liar, I am your husband."
Xi Yemo spoke clearly but firmly, each word entering into Lan Xin Ai's ear.
"You are not." Lan Xin Ai covered her ears. She did not want to hear these words.
The man's face darkened. He easily grabbed her small hand. "Look at me, Lan Xin Ai."
Lan Xin Ai was stunned. His handsome face was no more than ten centimeters from hers. He was so close she could see the pores on his face.
"You are my wife now, and will be my wife in the future. This is a fact that cannot be changed, Lan Xin Ai. You have to accept it. It's useless to avoid it."
Lan Xin Ai opened her mouth, "You are so rich, there are many women who want to marry you."
